I am looking down at the water, 
Wishing for someone to talk to.
As if the Good Lord had been listening to my wish, 
When I lifted my head up from looking down below, 
I saw a man, 
He's walking toward me, 
In the next second, 
We started talking, 
And I fell in love with. 
He says goodbye to soon, 
And then I say; 
'Will you come back? ' 
'Yes, ' He had said.
The next day, 
I went back to where I meet him, 
First a second went by, 
Then the second turned into a minuet, 
Then the minuet turned into a half hour, 
Then the half hour turned into a full hour, 
Then the full hour turned into a full day, 
Then the full day turned into a full night, 
Then the full night turned into a full week, 
Then the full week turned into a full month, 
Then the full month turned into a full year.
And so the years went by and by and by and by, 
And so did I, 
Day after day.
I often wondered what he thought of me, 
Wondered if he even remembered me, 
Wondered if he even felt the same as I did, and still do, 
Wondered if he'd ever come back to me, 
Wondered what I mite have said to make him not return, 
To make him notcome back to me.
I have now passed, 
And I haunt the bridge we meet on, 
Still waiting for him to return to me...                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    